If he said he regretted it, he couldn't say it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

If he hadn't seen the tear mole in the corner of his eye, he wouldn't be here. If he hadn't come here, he wouldn't have seen this fool. I wouldn't have felt the resentment, injustice, and sadness in this fool's heart, and I wouldn't have watched it quietly for so many years.

From being a small black shadow, he saw a chubby black shadow. He traveled around the world and ate so many gods, but he didn't eat this fool.

Isn't it stupid to want to see a dead person? Isn't it stupid to set up a formation on a rainy day? Is it stupid to be bullied by your stepson and never resist? Is it stupid to be tricked into jewelry by that snarky little girl three times and twice?

Feng Wulun actually chuckled, what a fool.

He couldn't find a suitable expression except for laughing. Now that Lu Yuwei is in his arms, his soul exudes a faint fragrance. What else could he do but laugh?

Shen Dongli's heart sank, the underground palace had collapsed, if he wanted to use this to make Aunt Lu refine into a soul cultivator, he was afraid that he would not be able to. It took a thousand years for Wu Yazi to abolish the Seven Shows of Innocence and exhaust his cultivation, so that he could only get such a candle red in the world.

How can Feng Wulun make Lu Yuwei a soul cultivator?

Unless, he is also familiar with the exercises recorded on the Huangquan Jue!

I saw Feng Wulun galloping to the cliff, turning into a cloud of black gas. The little donkey hissed and stopped, and Lu Yuwei leaned on the little donkey's body like a ball of dry thread.

Shen Dongli flew forward, only to see that the black qi wrapped another white soul, and suddenly he had arrived in front of the stone gate. Seeing this, Shen Dongli threw the broken sword coefficient at Feng Wulun, and then turned back into the distance.

Yaoqing is looking for her all over the mountains, if she is caught by Yaoqing, she has no sword in her hand at this time, and she must say that she is a little weak-hearted.

I heard that the supreme realm of kendo is that the flying flowers are all swords, but she is just a small Qi cultivation period cultivator. He didn't specialize in kendo before he was alive, how could he comprehend such a high-end realm?

What's more, the so-called realm of sword cultivation requires a strong hand, precise control, and unique sword intent, and cultivation is naturally the premise, not to mention. Wouldn't it be a joke for a beginner to shout that he has no sword in his hand and a sword in his heart, and then he goes up to fight with others.

There is no realm and cultivation in the world that is not earned for nothing, and there is no kendo like an attic in the sky.

On the way to sword cultivation, the most important thing is that the heart is as heavy as a mountain, so that the sword can be like the sea!

Shen Dongli calculated that the spells he could use with his bare hands were nothing more than the fireball technique, the fireball technique that burst the fireball, and the bone-shaking palm. However, the first two require too long to prepare, and a lot of mudras are required in the early stage, while the latter requires physical contact.

Let her have direct contact with Yaoqing?

Maybe I want to travel to the next book early.

Shen Dongli sighed and forcibly regained his reason. She can't be too sad about Aunt Lu now, she still has something to do, and she can't grieve uncontrollably.

Let's lay out the formation for today's plan.

In her previous life, she was the most proficient in using formations, but now she doesn't want to use them. It's too boring.

The formation is hidden, and it is very boring. If it were a different scene, Yao Qing was chasing her so angrily and beating her, it was really interesting to think about it.

Shen Dongli looked for the middle of his sleeve, there was no formation flag, no formation plate. I can only pick up some stones and forcibly use them as battle flags. In all fairness, Shen Donglian's formation was not proficient, but only proficient, and he did not reach the realm of those ascending gods at all.

For example, Uncle Xiao, waved his hands in formation.

For example, the mountain stone road man, a chess piece, the fall of the piece for the formation.

On the other hand, Lu Xiaoqin has first-class talent, first-class perseverance, first-class endurance, and even more amazing piano skills.

Shen Dongli is no longer full of resentment and grievances now, but can think about his own shortcomings, which is also a good thing. Shen Dongli bent down to pick up stones, but he was smashed three or four times on the head.

lifted his breath and flew up, but he saw Bao.

"How are you?"

"Tea here?"

Shen Dongli was a little embarrassed.

Shen Dongli seemed to have returned to that day, she tried her best to run to the stargazing tower alone and led Zhou Yan back to the courtyard. Guess what, Uncle Xiao and Mei Mei are lying on the chaise longue with a cucumber mask.

Po's thick bear paw patted his side.

Shen Dongli used his bone-shaking palm to make eight grooves on the surface of the rock, and then laid down the stones in turn according to the hexagram, and made eighteen marks with his left hand, which were hit on the stones in turn.

Only then did he dare to sit cross-legged.

This place is the highest, the scenery is magnificent, and the horizon is broad. The breeze blew from afar, and then blew away, and on the small red mud stove, a purple clay pot was bubbling hot.

Just now, a few of them were fighting on the ruins, and it was clear here. It's a nice view. It was originally a twin peak, but now one has collapsed, almost flattening, and the other is so tall.

This demon cave was originally built in the middle of the mountain, but now it has collapsed, and it is widely implicated. Shen Dongli took the small tea bowl from Ah Bao's hand and took a sip gently.

The taste is a little bitter, but it is sweet afterward.

Shen Dongli felt a lot of thoughts in his heart, but he didn't know where to say it. There are too many things to sigh about in the world, many of which are her. Shen Dongli raised his head and drank the tea.

Now she holds the key to the Zhongshan Secret Realm in her hand, and she can leave this secret realm at any time. When I arrived, I didn't expect it to be like this. What should be the future of Aunt Lu?

The Lu family spent a lot of pill spirit stones to cultivate an old lady of the Zhong family, who was actually in charge, would they watch Aunt Lu die quietly like this?

Shen Dongli sneered, naturally he wanted to take the opportunity to come to Zhongshan to make a fuss and talk, maybe there would be another girl. Otherwise, wouldn't the Lu family's hard-working drill camp for so many years be in vain?

Why is the Immortal Cultivation Family like this, she also wants to ask why the Immortal Cultivation Family is like this?

Monks are also human beings, and they also talk about conflicts of interest.

Cultivation is the power of mortals, and spirit stones are the money of mortals. If a shallow monk wants to talk about the way of quiet and inaction, first of all, you can't go to that place where the aura is abundant.

If you want to live forever, you need Reiki. Reiki resources are limited and will be artificially allocated a second time. Secondary distribution will bring injustice, and it will breed rent-seeking in spirit stones.

Today's Nine Shadows is like this.

Shen Dongli took the tea bowl and let it cool in his hands.

Although the story of love and love is beautiful and tear-jerking, the truth and reason are so profound and wide. She was only concerned about fighting at the bottom of the mountain, but she never thought of flying to the top of this peak to take a look.

Now for Aunt Lu's death, her grief has turned into wind and rain and disappeared into the air.

In the face of such a Nine Shadows, she may have been a little disappointed at first, but she didn't mind it too much, because it had something to do with her?

However, if such a Nine Shadows hurt the people she cared about, how should she deal with herself.

In the distance, swifts flew into the willow forest by the stream in pairs, and disappeared. (To be continued.) )